I’ll give you flowers And unconditional love I’ll make you a promise of an infinite amount of hugs I’ll fall asleep in love with you And wake up ready to make more I’ll spend my life with you If you want the same, just be sure I’ll share with you all of me And you … Continue reading I Will
There are days when I know I should love me more Days where I feel sick of me My anxiety unleashing my insecurities There are days when I wish I loved me as unconditionally as I do others Days where I don’t meet a single condition My gut rotting with feelings of inadequacies There are … Continue reading Love Me More
He came to me like a poemSudden and freshThoughts of him rest at the tip of my tongue My words willing to dive into his chest at the risk of never being returnedHis melanin coloring my pagesHis roots deep and protectedMy verses must carry some weightSweet enough to be swallowed wholeAndReal enough to be remembered … Continue reading Reverence
Sometimes I start two or three new pieces before one comes to completion You’re still the muse This is just the latest edition I used to want to write someone like you into my story But I couldn’t have imagined a ‘you’ all on my own My version of you would’ve been boring Like Rocky … Continue reading Still Growing
I’m afraid I’ll fall prey To the beauty in your smile Or the ‘home’ in your hugs I’m afraid to become too attached To the smell of your skin Or the taste of your kiss I’m afraid of losing me By getting lost in you Or loving you more than I love myself I’m afraid … Continue reading Garden 2
I’m sitting in your favorite chair The latest version at least In the same corner all the others have been In the same corner I watched your hair turn grey. I’ve sat here every time I’ve come Trying to absorb the lingering memories The laughs, the yells, the conversations in Tagalog that were too fast … Continue reading The Chair in the Corner
I want you to lay under the sky with me as hues of green peek through backlit trees I want to look over and see you smile back at me as I hold my breath and take in the view of you like I just pressed ‘pause’ on my screen I want you to lay … Continue reading Everything in Between
Lately, when I think of you, Poems start to swirl in my head Like flowers blowing in the wind Some are “cheery and happy” and I want us to frolic in a field of sunflowers as the sun begins to dim Some are sexy and sensual and I want to lay you down in a … Continue reading Garden
I know it’ll pass but the lonely is strong when I don’t want to cry into my pillow, filling it with my hurt because I want to be held. When I want to cry into a chest more resilient than mine in the moment. To be pulled in tighter than I can hug myself. The … Continue reading The Lonely Hour
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